At the same time, Song Qingxiao's mind instantly appeared with a picture of several cards juxtaposed.

This sudden hint and change made the cold hairs on Song Qingxiao's back stand up, her senses and precautions were raised to the extreme, and the frightened screams of the girls in the same team were heard in her ears, proving that she was not the only one who received the prompt.

"Stop yelling!" The short and fat middle-aged man shouted viciously, in such a place, I don't know what kind of unknown danger is hidden, the surroundings are so quiet that it is a little weird, and the girl's screams are a little poignant and creepy in such an environment.

The middle-aged short and fat man was disliked by others in disguise, and he was arranged in the same group as Song Qingxiao and the girl, which already made him quite dissatisfied, and the sudden change at this time made his mood even more irritable.

"I'm scared, I want to go home......"

The girl's shouting with a sobbing voice sounded extraordinary, and the middle-aged man was obviously frightened, and he scolded when he heard this:

"Who the fuck doesn't want to go home? I haven't figured out anything here, and I don't know what the danger is, are you dying fast enough if you're making such a noise? ”

When the word 'death' is said in such a place, not only the girl, but even the middle-aged man himself shuddered.

Song Qing couldn't listen to the conversation between the two, her attention was already attracted by the cards in her mind.

Each of these juxtaposed cards is a drawing of red stripes on a black background, and every three cards are listed in a row, for a total of three rows, and just looking at the pattern, there is a sense of depression on the face.

Song Qing Xiaoqiang endured a shuddering feeling, 'observed' the patterns of these cards, pondered for a while, and didn't figure out the meaning of these patterns, but she noticed that there were nine of these cards.

There are a total of nine people who have entered the 'God's Trial Space', and the number is equal to the number of cards, so I don't know if there is any connection.

The feeling of ominousness was even stronger, the middle-aged man in his ears was still scolding, the number of these cards did not know what it meant, and Song Qingxiao did not know how to leave this trial space, a large amount of cold sweat poured out of his palms, slippery and damp, and the blood stains remaining in his palms looked a little sticky under the sweat wash.

This easily made Song Qingxiao's memory of being killed come to mind, especially in such an environment, which made her even more uneasy.

She subconsciously reached out to touch the neck that had been stabbed before, and the next moment a prompt sound sounded in her head:

"Item selected."

Song Qingxiao was taken aback by this change, and when she came back to her senses, she had already held something in her hand, she instinctively clenched it, and there was a tingling sensation in her palm.

She licked her dry lips and looked down to see that it was a dagger about the length of a palm, the blade was as thin as a silkworm wing, and in the faint light of the dense fog, her palm turned slightly, and the side of the dagger refracted silver light.

The short and fat middle-aged man didn't notice her strange appearance, and was still scolding the sobbing girl, although Song Qingxiao didn't understand where this dagger came from at this time, but in such a situation, it was already a great thing for her to have a dagger to defend herself.

Although she wasn't sure how useful the dagger could be in such a mysterious space, she still quietly tucked the dagger into her cuff and hid it by folding the sleeve.

As soon as Song Qingxiao had done all this, the surrounding fog began to retreat at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the space began to light up, and the figures of the middle-aged short and fat man and girl were clearly visible.

"Lao Tzu is really bad for eight lifetimes, with the two of you useless things."

The man seemed to be scolding, relieving the fear in his heart, the girl dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and after the middle-aged man scolded for a while, he seemed to finally feel tired and stopped:

"This hellish place is very evil."

He shook his head, and was about to speak again, when the girl suddenly cried out again.

"Do you want to die?"

The middle-aged man's tense emotions reached a critical point, he clenched his fist, making a gesture to fight, the girl instinctively shrunk her shoulders, but the middle-aged man's punch did not go down in the end, not that he finally regained his reason at the critical moment, but that he was clenching his fist and was about to hit the girl The moment Song Qingxiao saw that in the fist he clenched, a mouse connected to the line appeared out of thin air!

"What the fuck is going on?"

The black mouse line was still dangling, and the short and fat man looked broken, as if he had touched the most terrifying monster in the world, he threw the mouse in his palm with a shake of his hand, and hugged his head with both hands.

"I ......"

The girl stretched out her hand, holding a mobile phone wrapped in a pink rabbit shell in her palm, with a frightened expression:

"It's my phone, but I had it in my pocket before."

She stared at Song Qingxiao with a pair of tear-soaked eyes, "I don't know why it will appear in my hands again." ”

Seeing that the poor girl was so frightened that she couldn't possess her body, Song Qingxiao took a deep breath one after another, and barely calmed herself:

"Will you have it in your hands when you come in?"

The girl looked like a ghost, and she also wanted to learn the movements of a middle-aged short and fat man, and threw away the mobile phone in her hand, and when she heard Song Qingxiao's words, she shook her head busily:

"Nope." As she spoke, her teeth collided up and down, making a 'gurgling' sound, and through the hazy light after the dense fog around her dissipated, Song Qingxiao noticed that her cheek muscles were twitching abnormally, obviously terrified.

"Earlier, when the doctor mentioned that the phone was out of signal, I also took it out and looked at it, and I was pretty sure I put it in my clothes pocket."

When the girl said this, she added: "No, but, before entering this space, I was playing with my mobile phone......" Her words reminded Song Qingxiao of the dagger hidden in his sleeve, and the short and fat middle-aged man on the side seemed to remember something:

"Yes, yes, I came in here with a mouse."

The words of the two of them proved that the things chosen by the few people here may be the things that they had touched in their hands or bodies at the last moment of entering the space.

Song Qing's small pupils shrank, and her right hand covered the dagger on her left arm, if her guess was true, then the dagger she got now was most likely the weapon that the strange man killed her before!

After figuring out the source of these things, the middle-aged man seemed to feel a little more relieved:

"You got the phone, I got the mouse, hey, what did you get?"

He turned his head to look at Song Qingxiao, Song Qingxiao lowered his eyelids and shook his head:

"Nope."

She hid the dagger's existence.